The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

As if he was grabbing onto a chick, Sandra held Samuel and turned around.

Then, he saw a tall and burly disciple standing behind him.

The disciple had chiseled jaws and almond-shaped eyes.

With his extremely cold expression, one could tell that he was a nasty person at a glance.

“You are?” Sandra looked at the person in front of him.

When Samuel saw the person, his eyes lit up.

Then, with a flushed face, he said with great difficulty, ”John… John… Save me…”

John did not even spare a glance at Samuel.

“Someone wants me to break one of your arms and legs, and hand over those spirit stones that don’t belong to you.

Are you going to do it yourself, or do you need my help?”

”Oh?” Sandra glanced at Samuel.

Samuel was so terrified that he felt his soul almost leaving his body.

When he felt the murderous intent that Sandra emitted, Samuel felt his internal organs tremble.

“No… It’s not me… It’s…” Samuel was about to mention Peter, but at the thought of the consequences being worse, Samuel bit his tongue.

However, the fear in his eyes was obvious.

Although Sandra was not as proficient in the pathway to immortality as these disciples who were in the sect for a long time, the wisdom of the ways of the world was common sense.

Hence, when Sandra saw Samuel’s expression, he gave it a quick thought and instantly understood.

The disciple Samuel addressed as John was probably sent by his support.

After all, Sandra was also suspicious as to why Samuel, who was only a mid-level first-stage Pulse Control Realm cultivator, would have so many spirit stones?

Did he really think all the peak first-stage disciples were blind and foolish?

Sandra realized that Samuel was only the lapdog of the disciples in the higher realm than him.

for John, his position was naturally slightly higher than Samuel’s, and

simply tossed Samuel to the

days ago, his seemingly casual action caused a loud bang, and Samuel smashed to the floor like a

instant, Samuel’s head bled again, and his body

Samuel, but he directly looked at John and sneered, “Breaking my arm and leg? If the patrol team sees it, your sect contribution

words, but

John thought Sandra was afraid, and he showed a proud and menacing

“Don’t worry about it.

the same sect will

kill someone will you

to be deducted, and

quietly remembered the

your stance, it seems that you’re

John roared, “Witness the strength of a mid-level first-stage Pulse Control Realm! The Shooting

swiftly appeared in front of Albert,

the

stars falling after one

Albert, and in split seconds, the surrounding air appeared to have condensed into a block of

felt that although Samuel and John were of the same realm, their difference in their strength was like

have

loudly, and his eyes were cold as

received the founder’s blessings, Sandra’s Ursa

it, his footwork had a

the Ursa Major’s Blurred Shadows seemed to

John’s expressions instantly changed.

like Sandra’s, nor had he heard of

attacked,

and continuously let out dozens of palms which immediately caught

palms condensed into

Bang!

visible

face fell as he did not manage to hit

he slapped the

John struck, his figure swayed slightly, and

It was a phantom!

time,

we’re out of the sect, you’ll already be dead

laughter made John’s scalp tingle, and every hair on him was standing

to turn around, John was already swept into a